Introductory Conundrum: Would it not be a crushing tragedy to live in a places that never were, ore never will be HOME? To miss that simple fusion of geography, weather, worship, seasons, schools, gainful and creative work, community and family? To miss that PLACE where, like E.T.- we WOULD want to phone, if it WERE HOME? To never really belong, or be a part of the fabric of where we live-and not be fully living where we ARE?